Iceékold klips: 3style (Episode 1)

[Intro]
Easy, easy
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[Verse 1]
Let alone me
I'm from Stratty, not the West Indies
I'm the labby, with a baggy of the tree's
Spitting heat to my G's, they're tellin' me to "Reload the beat"
I do it for a fee, my shit, it ain't for free
I worked too hard to play too soft
It's guns and butter, it's grease and lard
Bring the beef to your yard so fast, you gon' think it's a mirage
Didn't come here to ménage
Look, this pussy got a very large charge
You gon' rate me for my titties and my craft
And then hate me for the figures that I make, me laugh
That'll make me stinking rich, you can call me a stinking bitch
'Cause my attitude is piss poor, you can't approach me on the dance floor
'Cah I ignore my status and raport
Colonel Iceé report the cold war
The advice, have the p's like a cold sore
Be precise, don't make me explore
How many ways to kick in your door
All you're gon' hear is "Iceé, I don't want it no more"
"Iceé, why you so hardcore?"
Trusting a man, what for?
I am the only one that I have come for
'Cause I'm just a link, I'm just a ting, or I'm just a whore
No, I'm the link, yes, I'm the plug and I'm goddamn cold
I do it all for self
I am the cause, the dankest, I must be of course
In the mirror like I'm tryna fuck B
Quick pose, I love me, a Bad B plus flaws
I've been too wild, long lashes and claws
I need all the funds, have it written in the clause
Otherwise I come down, show her, like Santa from the North
Talkin' 'bout "Jheeze", wherever I step is greaze
Whatever, my set is East London Northside, yeah
This bunda, she's all 'bout the bread
You gon' respect me, what Iceé said
Sexy black queen and we smoke like zes
Don't slide text
Baby, you couldn't reach me even if you tried your best